By Benjamin Shapiro
Sometimes I wish

My brain would shut off, 

That the voices within

Would just fuck off,

‘Cause living with static 

Inside of your brain,

However poetic,

Can drive one insane,

And words pour out

Like water through sieve

And somehow I

Must learn to live

With overeager muses

That shriek out their rhymes 

When all I want

Is quiet sometimes.

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